>the year is 2019
>trump has been winning for 3 years nonstop, the wall has been built and america has become a utopia of freedom.
>after the debacle of Shia's live stream being repeatedly trolled he finally found somewhere no one would find him.
>stream is set up in a wood cabin. And despite the best efforts of the chans no one had seen or heard from him in person for the past 3 years.
>apparently he left and told no one at all where he went.
>the first year the search was followed in mainstream media, but people soon forgot as they always do.
>now only the occasional thread comes up with possible leads that never amounts to anything
>he has a general routine: gets up in the morning eats breakfast (no name brands, and a lot of unidentifiable game meat he seems to hunt himself), sits in a chair and silently stares down the camera, only occasionally mumbling to himself or saying "he will not divide us"
>goes out for a few hours, presumably to get supplies or hunt and returns home and goes to bed
> despite the lack of success you still follow the search and occasionally watch the stream. A close friend of yours does also and you two sometimes compare clues and evidence.
> finally one day your friend says he's cracked it and knows where the stream is
>he has claimed this several times before, but you usually humor him and go out on a "Shia hunt" with him which usually just ends up being a camping trip where you get drunk on cheap beer and play cards by the campfire.
>you actually really enjoy these times despite the strange reason for it.
>you already promised your boss you would come in for overtime to finish a big project that weekend, so you have to turn him down.
>"maybe next time buddy"
>after the weekend and a rough project completed you message your bro asking how his trip went.
>you don't get an immediate response but you go to sleep thinking he must just be tired out from camping.
>a few days go by and you still don't hear from him. you try to call him but it just goes to voicemail. Start to worry he got drunk and lost in the woods.
>visit his apartment, roommate says he hasn't seen him since he left on friday.
>start to panic, curse yourself for letting him go out alone.
>you remember he has an iPhone so you grab his laptop from his roommate and activate find my iphone.
>after a few moments you get a signal and breathe a sigh of relief.
>seems he's in the woods a few miles out of town where you usually go camping, however he's much farther out than you usually go, so you figure he just got lost but maybe can't get a signal.
>you call the local police, but they say you cant report a missing person if they haven't been gone for more than a few days.
>you decide to take matters into your own hands and call in to work saying you have a family emergency and need tomorrow off. you run home to grab some of your camping supplies
>you punch in his coordinates to your phones gps and head out.
>an hour later you reach the woods, and head to your usual campsite.
>there are signs he was here, there are still the ashes of a fire pit, but he seems to have moved camp. you continue in the direction of the gps signal.
> you keep going for another hour before stopping to rest and rehydrate. you underestimated just how far he went.

>as you are checking your phone suddenly the apple logo comes on screen as it shuts down.
>you realize in your rush you forgot to charge your phone and weren't paying attention to battery life.
>you brought enough supplies for the next day, as well as enough for your friend so you wont starve, and you know which direction you came from so you wont be stranded.
>you decide to continue on, leaving markers for yourself so you can get back, as you were fairly close to reaching the location on your gps.
>you hike in what you think is the right direction for another 20 min but the sun is starting to set so you start to think about setting up camp for the night.
>suddenly a smell hits you, you think there must be a skunk or some animal carcass around and its absolutely revolting.
>worried there might be predators around you start making noise singing to yourself, and calling out your friends name, even blowing your airhorn a few times that you usually bring just for this reason.
>the smell is getting stronger and you seem to be getting nearer to the source suddenly you see a clearing and an amorphous shape slumped on the ground.
>seems to be mostly picked clean, and there are no signs of life nearby so go get closer to investigate.
>upon closer inspection you see that the body of this animal has been torn to pieces, with really only the ribcage and organs left intact.
>very strange as a wolf would have eaten this, and you cant see signs of the limbs anywhere. a few feet away you notice a small form looks like it could be the head.
>as you get closer you see it has an odd shape you kick it with your foot.
>staring up at you is the face of your friend. he has a large gash on his face but you can tell its him because he is still wearing his trademark MAGA hat.
>your heart starts pounding in your chest an you feel a wave of nausea overcome you. you had seen gore threads before sure but this was entirely different, as you run to the edge of the clearing to vomit up your trail mix you hear a distant noise in the woods. some kind of animalistic howling unlike anything you had ever heard before.
>already ****** up on adrenaline you begin running back the way you came. however you can now hear the noises getting louder and can start to hear rustling in the bushes behind you.
>you keep running as long as you can, now not even sure of what direction you are going in, but you are not in the best shape eventually you slow to a walk as it seems you might have lost whatever was chasing you.
>you're walking through the woods. Theres no one around and your phone is dead.
>out of the corner of your eye you spot him.
>Shia LeBeouf